We Mature From Damage, Not Years
It is not time that makes us understand that defeats deserve that we look them in the face and renew our spirit.
It is the damage and blows to the stomach that turn our world upside down and dismantle our lives. Coming out of a battle sore or wounded is the best way to understand that in life there are as many reasons to suffer as we want.
Pain is as sad a color as paths littered with dry leaves broken by pedestrians, but it is as necessary to regenerate us as autumn is to the blossoms of our trees.
When the sky is overcast, only a wise eye wrought in melancholy can appreciate its beauty and its motive. Rain, like tears, has the power to cleanse everything and help us see our surroundings clearly.
The wisdom of passing years
The years give us the prospect of having accumulated lost battles and found feelings. Time embraces us with the baggage that it offers to think.
Years and damage make a perfect team to build land that we must sow at every step. Let’s say that they offer us the possibility of enjoying an expert gaze, which can see beyond sight, eyes and time.
It is not necessary to reach old age to know that our knowledge can go beyond the filter of the mind. Between the four walls of wisdom is a manor of emotional intuition, an oasis of teaching, and a haven of maturity.
Emotional maturity is not like physical maturity. Our bodies develop irreparably over the years. We grow old and wrinkle without being able to help it. We cannot say that the years carry with them a parallel psychological development, although obviously time also has a significant influence on this process.
Not having an easy life teaches us to travel the most complicated paths that exist. It’s not about filling our heads with the best quality pieces, it’s about studying our hearts and our emotions.
Yes, the damage and pain they cause help us to develop our emotional intelligence, to accept what comes, to flow and to look inwards without fear, winking at them, a look at all those complicated situations that a day they made us fall.
Sometimes, the impermanence of the essential hits us with force and our castle collapses, but there is still a vital path standing beside that part of us that has suffered or is suffering. That’s why we have to take care of her…
